Buon compleanno da Firenze
I rang in my 26th birthday alone at an Irish pub in Florence, Italy with some random Euro footie game on the telly playing. The kind Italians at the bar bought me several shots of various Italian liquors and who was I to complain as a girl on a budget? I also managed to lock myself out of my room, having to endure an awkward walk of shame down to the front desk in only my nude-colored skivvies (arm pressed to my chest for modesty) and explain that I mistook the main door to my room for the toilets, burning an image into the young man's mind that he is unlikely to forget for quite some time... happy birthday to me! Aside from the unintentional exhibitionist start of my birthday, I'd say it was a fun exploratory day. The weather was a bit wicked with winds literally shutting down parts of the city, including schools. Our group was unable to visit the Colosseum as initially scheduled due to the weather, but we are going to reschedule to visit before we leave the city. We still had